Leo followed the lanky assistant deeper into the Genetic Assessnt Room, his footsteps echoing against the polished floors.
The testing room was pristine and sterile, just as he expected it to be, with an array of advanced scanning equipnt embedded into the walls.
At the center stood a large, high-tech diagnostic pod, lined with glowing circuits, its transparent fra pulsing with soft blue light.
"Stand here," the assistant instructed, adjusting his glasses while tapping away on his data slate.
Leo complied, stepping onto a circular pad in front of the machine.
"You'll need to be plugged into the system first," the assistant continued, opening a compartnt on the side of the pod and retrieving several thin bio-sensors, each lined with intricate runic etchings.
He moved thodically, attaching the sensors to Leo's temples, wrists, and chest, as the machine began humming with activation.
Leo glanced at the various displays flickering around him, filled with genetic diagrams and complex symbols.
"...So, what exactly does this test asure?" he asked, keeping his voice neutral.
The assistant adjusted his glasses, raising a brow. "You don't know? Well, I suppose that makes sense. Most recruits don't understand the full importance of genetic testing."
He smirked slightly before tapping a few more commands into the system. "Alright then, let explain."
"There are five classifications for genetic potential," the assistant began, his tone shifting into a practiced explanation as he finalized the machine's calibration.
"First, at the lowest level, we have the Adept-tier Awakening. This ans that while the person can train as a warrior, their genetic potential is fundantally limited. No matter how much they push themselves, they will never reach the heights of true powerhouses."
Leo absorbed the information silently as the assistant continued.
"Adept-level warriors can, at best, reach the Grandmaster realm of power with extre effort, but they will never go beyond that.
However, to compensate for this flaw, the academy offers such students a chance at genetic augntation—a process where their DNA is fused with animal or beast DNA to artificially boost their physical capabilities."
The assistant shrugged, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Of course, doing that caps their potential at Grandmaster, but at least it makes the journey easier."
Leo frowned slightly. "...So, they'll never surpass Grandmaster, no matter what?"
"Correct," the assistant nodded. "They're better suited for roles like lieutenants in the Universal Army, but they won't ever make it to top managent."
The machine emitted a soft pulse, signaling that Leo's biotrics had been fully linked to the system.
"Now, moving up—Grandmaster-tier Awakening," the assistant continued.
"This is the most common classification. In fact, 99 out of 100 cadets at Rodova fall into this category. These students have good growth potential and, with dedication, can advance far in the military."
He glanced at Leo. "Grandmaster-tier warriors are considered top talents in small and dium-sized factions. They may not be the absolute strongest, but they're highly respected and hold significant power."
Leo nodded slightly, his expression unreadable.
"But things start to get interesting at the Transcendent-tier Awakening."
The assistant's tone shifted subtly, carrying a hint of awe.
"Transcendent-level talents are rare—one in a million. If soone awakens at this level, they are imdiately placed on a different trajectory. The academy ensures they receive the best resources, training, and opportunities. They're nurtured like prized assets."
Leo could see it now—the clear gap between tiers.
The difference between a great warrior and soone truly feared.
"And then... Monarch-tier Awakening."
The assistant paused, as if giving the words the weight they deserved.
"This is the highest classification the academy can officially asure. Only seven students in Rodova's entire centuries-old history have ever awakened at this level... well 8 now this morning—" The assistant said with pride, as Leo imdiately understood the implications of such a sentence.
"The Su Clan's heir—Su Yang—scored at this level today," the assistant continued, his tone laced with admiration. "I'm sure the news is already making rounds academy wide."
Leo said nothing, his thoughts processing everything.
"And finally," the assistant murmured, his voice dropping lower, "there is a rumored sixth classification... God-tier Awakening."
A shadow flickered behind his glasses.
"But the machines at Rodova aren't advanced enough to detect it," he admitted. "Even if soone did awaken at that level, we wouldn't know for sure."
Leo remained still, his fingers subtly flexing as he absorbed the weight of the information.
"This test will determine everything about your future," the assistant finished, finalizing the last set of inputs.
"If you have a higher genetic potential to unlock, it just gives you unbelievable advantages as a warrior that the common folk can't compare to—" The assistant said before stepping back, as Leo tried to probe him for more information.
"Advantages? What sort of advantages?" Leo asked, however, the assistant ignored him, as the pod closed shut.
"All the best—" He mouthed, as Leo's genetic testing officially began.
A low hum vibrated through the chamber, the soft blue glow from the circuits intensifying as the machine's internal systems activated.
Thin lines of mana traced through the walls like veins, pulsing in rhythmic intervals as a stream of data began to flow across the transparent screen in front of him.
Leo remained still, his breathing controlled, his mind focused.
Then—
*HISS*
A sharp burst of cold air flooded the pod, prickling against his skin as the machine began its deep genetic scan.
[Genetic Identification Process Initiated...]
Leo felt a faint tingling spread across his body, not painful, but strange—like countless tiny electric currents crawling beneath his skin. The bio-sensors attached to his temples and wrists pulsed in synchronization with his heartbeat, sending streams of information into the system.
Then—
Prick.
Leo's muscles tensed as he felt sothing—a sharp sensation at the base of his neck. A thin needle-like device extended from the pod's inner wall, piercing just deep enough to extract a sample of his bone marrow. It was over in an instant, but the brief jolt of discomfort left a lingering sensation of unease.
[Genetic Material Acquired. Processing...]
The screen flickered, lines of text scrolling at high speeds as the machine began breaking down his genetic code.
Leo exhaled slowly, forcing himself to relax.
This was it.
This was the test that would determine everything—the academy's investnt in him, the resources he would be given, the level of competition he would face.
A few monts later, a chanical voice echoed through the chamber.
[Primary Genetic Structure Analyzed. Awakening Tier Classification Pending...]
Then suddenly—
BZZT!
Leo's vision blurred for a split second as a surge of mana coursed through his body, deeper and stronger than before. His muscles tensed involuntarily, his veins burning as the machine amplified the scan. It was as if his very existence was being dissected down to the smallest particle.
And then—
Sothing shifted.
It was subtle at first, but Leo felt it—a stirring deep within his core, sothing buried within his very being responding to the scan.
A pressure.
A weight.
A force slowly responding.
His fingers twitched. His pulse spiked. A deep, primal sensation stirred in his blood, sothing that felt both foreign and familiar at the sa ti.
[Warning. Unidentified Anomaly Detected.]
Leo's eyes narrowed as he heard the words flash across the screen.
Anomaly?
The machine whirred louder, recalibrating itself as the circuits flickered erratically for a brief mont before stabilizing.
[Attempting Reclassification...]
Another pulse of mana surged through him, stronger this ti, probing deeper—searching for sothing hidden beneath the surface.
Leo clenched his jaw, his body instinctively resisting the force that was being forcefully drawn out of him.
Then—
[Genetic Awakening Tier: Analyzing...]
The air in the pod seed to thicken, the entire machine vibrating as the scanning process reached its peak.
The mont of truth had arrived.
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